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St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27

dishonored in the home of my BIRTH"
again he sObbed as if his heart would
break. ''Will you tell me how to clear
myself of this unjust charge at this late
date?"
The old man shook his head. No: |
cannot tell you, and you cannot do it.
No one knows who you are here, except
very few old people, and your school
mates. All of them will remember
your name when it is told, and remem-
Der the crime attached to it, and you
cannot change that opinion at this late
day. AS you SOwed. you have reaped.
There is not friendly hand i'm this
place that will be extended TO you; not
a word of love nor an eye that will
beam in kindness when you say: Il am
MIN White You have been dead here
| for forty years, and should have Staid
so. Here is man who was your play
| fellow. Tell him your name and see if
! he will recognize you" and pushing
| forward a man of the same age, he con-
! tinued:
''Sam, here is MIN White,"
''Sam Wierman," said White. with an
eager look and Outstretched hand,
don't you know me?"
But sam didn't stretch out hand,
and simply said: THE boy who robbed
his parents.
The poor fellow dropped on the curb
again at this greeting, saying, Il didn't
do it,
Call back your dead father and
mother and prove it" said Sam; then
I'll believe it. They believed it,
"Oh, God. this is too much" said
White. Il was wild and reckless, but
as God is above me | did not take any
thing from them a harsh laugh
greeted this, but no one spoke. White
got up and said: Il went to Europe
and stayed there ten years in
all the deviltry and meanness a
man could devise. went to
Africa, to California. Brazil Australia,
and come back to give my parents for
tune. l have money enough 10 buy this
town: but | never took one cent from
my parents. If there is 10 one TO love
and respect. there is no one to own my
property. Last night came into town
in my private conveyance. n mile or
two out | buried all my POSSESSIONS.
thinking | would go back in a week and
give it to my people: but it will stay
there. 6Cnder is my horse and wagon.
They will pay my burial expenses"
Then looking at all who had gathered he
started over to the wagon. and turning
back said: Mr.. Savage, have me
buried" and at the same time pistol
shot broke the morning air, and MIN
White had entered the unknown world.
He had reaped as he had SOWn.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27
PEARL ROPED THEM IN.
The Young Woman Who Gave Out
Cassett's Tins is From Chicago.

The young woman Pearl" Metcalf,
who is now in the clutches of the law
in New York, is Chicago girl. Her
father is an employee of the American
Express company. He places the most
implicit faith in his daughter and says
that she is the victim of a certain per-
sons persecution. He said that Caro-
line, as she is known, had not been
home in over six months. She went to
Europe last spring and when she re-
turned came to Chicago and stayed some
time with her grandfather in Engle-
wood, a suburb of the city. She is
well known there, having had consider
able experience in the speculative line
with the country StOrekeeperS, in which
the latter invariably came out on the
short end of the deal. But they always
forgave her, because ''Callie" was such
a popular girl and because every guilt
BILE cOuntryman believed himself to be
her especial prOtege.
The young woman has operated to
large eXtant in New Jersey, where about
a year ago she got into hot water on ac-
count of promise she is said to have
made to Capt. Eads step-mOther to
make her ricEer than CrPsus through
certain SpeculatiOnS for which the ship
canal builders Step-m0ther was to put
up the necessary wherewithal. This
was forthcoming, with the result that.
instead of making money, the alleged
victim found herself ont of pocket to
the extent of "cOld" hundreds. The
ease was prosecuted and gained wide
spread publicity, but nothing was
proved against the dashing "Callie,"
and she went forth looking for more
people with speculative turn of mind.
Reports of various transactions of the
above kind are constantly coming in
from New Jersey, and the impression
prevails in EnglewoOd that Miss Met
calf worked Jersey for all it was worth.
Her father said he does not believe his
daughter is married. He does not know
HowellS, who claims to be her husband,
and thinks there must be a mistake
somewhere. Caroline, he says, is not
bad girl and would certainly have in
formed him of her marriage had such a
thing occurred.
The old gentleman feels his position
keenly and says the notoriety his daugh-
ter h as gained through no fault of her
own has nearly broken his heart.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27
THEFTS AT FUNERALS.
Women Who Attend the House of
the Dead Solely for the Purpose
of Stea ling.

mo, madam, you cannot enter" said
the usher gently but firmly. The fu-
neral is strictly private, and no one
without card is to he admitted" says
the Philadelphia Inquirer.
''She was dear friend of mine" said
the woman, and dainty white hand
kerchief with broad band of black
was slowly raised to wipe away the
dewy mist that ObScured her sight.
Can l not see her once mOre?" There
was deep pathOS in tone and plant
i've sob came from behind the linen.
while tear drop slowly courSed down
her pale cheek.
The heart of the usher SOftened. He
was only young man, and she looked
almost charming in her apparent dis
treSS, so he allowed her to enter. Tip
tOeing softly into the parlor where no
one but an aged lady was sitting. she
bent Ouer the open caSket as if to take
one long, last look at the departed.
Then, while convulSive sobS shook her
form, she moved few PAGES and leaned
against the mantel, upon which was
placed large amount of valuable brio
a-brac. Here she remained for a mo-
ment with look of sadness upon
her cOuntenance befitting the occasion,
Willie HcI Ups lTClnDleu WIFI suppressed
grief. The old lady was intently study
ing the pattern of the carpet, and when
the visitor left the room with lowered
head made no note of her departure.
Once outside and away from the house
her steps qaickened, and ten minutes
later a valuable piece of bisque was
handed over pawnbroker's counter,
while the clerk slowly counted out the
requisite change.
When the funeral was over and the
family once more alone, the loss was
discovered only to be charged against
some one of the servants, or, perhaps,
kept secret through fear of offending
some of those present by a searching in
Quiry. -...
Funeral sneak thieves are becoming
more and more numerous" said well
known private detective yesterday.
''They are always females, as the heavy
drapery of their clothing affords ample
opportunity for concealing small ar
ticles. They sean the daily papers
closely, note the principal deaths. and
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27
THINGS EATEN IN PARIS.
Remark able Tales of Food Adult
terations to Be Met With i'm That
Cifu


teratiOns to Be Met With i'm That
City.
A margarine act is sadly needed in
Paris if we are to believe NJ. Pierre Del
court, the painstaking author of a vol
ume of what he might have called lie
Ventre de Paris,'' had not Emile lola
been beforehand with him in the field
with that title, says the London Tele-
graph. NJ. DelcOurt has taken great
deal of trouble to describe in detail
what ParisianS eat. and to analyZe its
component qualities for the benefit of
his fellow citizens. Everybody knows
that French chefs, cOrdODs bleuS and
ordinary cooks use butter in nearly every
dish which they either ''create" in their
own peculiarly artistic fashion or make
up from the time-hOnOred recipes of
Brillat-Savarin, SOyer or the more
hOmely volume in yellow boards Ell
titled La Cuisine BOurgeOiSe." NJ. Del
court makes an astounding statement,
which is enough to terrify housewives
out of their wits, when he says that
most of the butter sold in Paris is largely
composed of fatty river scum, which has
been collected at the mouths of great
drains that bring the sewage of the citp
down to the Seine. The worst. how
ever, is yet to come.
NJ. DelcOurt next deliberately states
that there are speculative and energetic
persons who follow the butter taSters
on their rounds in the central market
and carefully collect the butter which
has been tasted after it has left the
mouths of the officials. This refuse is
sold to the perambulating or stationary
fried potato vendors, to the al fresco
makers of pancakes and fritterS, to the
simmerers of fried fish, and to poor peO-
pie who look for cheapness and quantity
before high prices and rare quality. NJ.
DelcOurt, however, in his interchangeable
zeal goes beyond butter. He points out
that everything used in Paris as food
is boldly and unbluShingly adulter-
ated. Bread has been made with
old, wOrm-eaten sea biscuit and
damaged flour, and it has in this way
caused an epidemic of typhoid fever
more than once. Green haricOts, look
ing in the market quite plump and
fresh, have been made out of old vege-
tables which have been stepped in water,
caused to swell, and then cOlOred by
chemical means. New green peas have
been manufactured out of old gray ones
cOlored by verdigris. Wine is made
chemically, the necessity of infuSing
the essence of grapes into it being absO-
lutely ignored, and the very corks
which are put into the bottles of pOpu-
lar vintages, both real and sham, have
been picked up out of the river. On
the whole, NJ. DelcOurt's lucubrations
will not furnish pleasant reading for
the epicure or fastidiOuS person.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27
SAVED BY A CIGAR.
An Interesting "Reminiscences of
the Days of the Molly Ma
0uipaS

Bradford pa Star.
a group of gentlemen were sitting in
coach yesterday on the train which ar
rives in this city over the Buffalo,
Rochester & PittSburg at 1880, telling
stories. They were a genial lot, and
had become acquainted while coming
from Rochester, and were all bound for
points south of Bradford. Each man
had his turn at story telling when it
came to the last, who was probably
fOrty-five years of age His face was
weather beaten. but he had a clear blue
eye,a chin which gave him determined
expression, a stiff. grizzly mustache,
which was cut short and grew straight
out from his face, and had the appear
ance of man with whom one would not
wish to engage in an alteration. He
was one of those men at whom the most
casual observer would gaze the second
time. a
He began by telling the group that lie
was engaged In the coal business, and
eighteen years ago had charge of a mine
near Mahanoy City. In some way lie
had incurred the enmity of the Molly
MaguireS, who passed resolutions to re-
move him. A desperate scoundrel, but
a man who was rated as first class
shot, was appointed to do the dirty
work. The assassin concealed himself
on dark, clustering night near the
path where he knew his victim would
pass, and waited his appearance.
The speaker said he had always been
a habitual smoker. and on the night in
question was smoking cigar from
which he had inst knocked the ashes be-
fore approaching the murderer's place
of cOncealment, put the cigar in his
mouth, and turned his head as an unusuz
ally strong gust of wind came around
point ahead of him, when he heard a
Shot aid simultaneously bullet whist
led past his face and took off the cpd of
his cigar. He turned immediately and
before the purpose of the Mollie could
be accomplished he was out ofgsight.
Several years. afterward the man who
had attempted to murder him was dying
and made deathbad confession, stating
that he had been appointed to kill the
speaker and had fred directly at theend
of his lighted cigar, but for some unac-
cOuntable reason had missed his mark.
As he concluded the narrator drew a
sigh of apparent relief, and said it was
the most narrow escape he ever had,
and attributed the saving of his life to
his habit of smoking.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27

past. Mr. Taylor's residence is in
Derby. but he OWLS pretty little villa
on the shore below West Haven, which
he purchased year or so ago. He
moved down Jast June and was so
charmed with his home by the sea that
he determined to spend the winter
there. .ss D.
Last July Bertha became acquainted
with young man of about thirty years.
who goes By the name of Edward l..
Thomas, and whose place of residence
is supposed to.be Port Jefferson. l.. |.
Thomas was a handsome fellow and
he became a favOrite with many of the
young ladies who stopped at Sayin
Rock, the COney Island of Connecticut.
last summer. -Hew-Themas made Miss
Tuthilfs acquaintance is not known.
but after lie did once become numbered
among her acquaintance he got on very
intimate teTnSzWith her despite the fact
that Bertha Spfetty face and winning
ways had Won her host of admirers.
1t was rumOred that Miss Tuthill was
an heiresS and this may have had some
thing to do with the number of her
ad0TerS.
Thomas was the proud pOsSesSOr of a
sharpe. y Sharpiei is about the fastest
Sailboat i'll the world, and in light
weather it makes an elegant pleasure
craft. The Long Islander frequently
took Miss Tuthill out sailing around the
light house, and ii is supposed that on
one of these trips Thomas proposed an
elopement with Miss Tuthill. and un-
folded plan so romantic and clever
that the young lady was quite fayorably
impressed with it.
About month ago Thomas and his
sharpe left West Haven, which is in
the town of Orange, without giving out
where he was going. Last Monday,
however. il appears that he came back,
for on Monday night Miss Tuthill left
her home and took a sail with her lover
on the bosom Of Long Island sound.
Miss Tuthilf'S friends were terribly
alarmed about her until Wednesday
morning, when they received letter
from her saying that she and Thomas
had arrived safely at Port jefferson,
and were then on their way to the West
by way of New York. The note was
not as brief and formal as the ordinary
epiStle of the sort is apt to be, but was
quite a chatty little letter, and it told of
their adventures in ant open boat, a dark
night and rather damp shower.
Thomas and Bertha were nearly all
night in fiakng Long Island, on ac-
count of rough weather and adverse
winds, but they made the passage all
right. Old bOatmen who heard of the
young couples trip in an open boat ex-
pressed admiration for their pluck, but
very little for their Judgment in at
tempting such voyage at night.
The rumOr that Miss Tuthill is an
heireSs cannot be veried. 1t seems
probable, however. that, she has some
little property which was left her by
her father, who was once merchant in
Boston, and which is said by a friend to
amount to some 900.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27
REAPED THE WHIRLWIND.
A Wanderer Returns Home Only
To Blow Out His Brains.

A man who looked t0xbe sforty-five
years old stood on the corner of the
streets on one of the prettiest. little cit
les of the South one balmy, bright
spring morning, looking down the thor
oughfare. His eyes were filed with
tears. but they also had an eager, hope
full look i'll them. People passing looked
Oh the stranger and wondered why he
Wept, and for whom he seemed to be
looking. Arnold man whose locks were
white Sauntered up, and looking at the
stranger. asked:
well. stranger, what's the matter
with you?'' go ~;
" Sir. it is nearly impossible to tell.
1t is long time since / was in this
town; but will you tell me how long
you have lived here?" The old man
said tifty-fve years or more.
.'Ah, then you know Allen White?
Where is hep" Iv-l- rs
Dead thirty years. said the old man,
sand his wife preceded him five years"
says the Americas tGa) Republican.
"His last son died about five years ago.
and his two daughters have married
and left this place., While the old
man spoke the stranger wept aloud. and
had to sit down on the curbstOne.. He
then soObed out: but he had an elder
son.
All" said the old man, THAT other
son brought him all his misery. But
why do you speak of MIN White. He
robbed his father and left here forty
years ago. He broke his mothers heart
and brought his -gray-haired father to
the grave.
The strange man had jumped to his
feet when the old citizen said he had
robbed his father. fierecly saying: at is
false!' but as the old man kept on he
dropped on the curbStOne. grooming i'm
the deepest misery. After a while he
looked up and said: "Who are you.
Sir?" and the old man said: Il was the
heighbor of Allen White when his son
MIN ran away forty years ago, and live
in the same place. MIN was always a
bad boy. His father chastised him the
day before he left. and he was then
fifteen years old. To-day he would be
your age. stranger"
Ave, to-day he is Just nv age, Mr..
Savage, for | know you now: but that
robbed the old man is false. | did
not take one cent from him. and left
what money had with him to pay for
the OffenSe had committed and for
which he punished me. IF | had known
IIldG uC udu UCCu IOUDcu MOulu nave
returned Immediately. There were
two men on this corner when l left
home that night and one of them cursed
me. He saw me leave home through
the front door. and knew that it was not
locked. He is the man that robbed my
home and brought my parents in sorrow
to the grave, for had engaged to leave
here with man who was going to Eu-
rope, and told him was an orphan boy
Mr.. Savage, have suffered much, been
through scenes that would stop the
thrOb of your heart to hear of, much
more to be in: and as surely as the sun
shines in the heaven above i am telling
the truth about this robbery. But for
forty years it has been on my shoulders
and blackensd any good sname where
most wanted it pure and bright, with
father, mother, sister and brother, but
they died thinking and, believing me an
outcast and thief, and I am here alone,
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27

upon which Mr.. Walker flew into a
passion and vowed that he would kill
the bird. His opportunity came on
Thursday night. Mrs. =. Young
left the room for min
ute. land the parrot was at Mr..
Walkers mercy. The despairing shrieks
of the bird brought Msr. Young back to
the room in time only to see her pet
most foully murdered and its dead body
and the cage hurled out of the window.
Then the irate Mr.. Walker rushed into
the garden and executed a dance of tri-
umph over the corpse.
Mrs. Young went for policeman and
MIR. Walker locked himself in the house.
Policeman Mccormack, who came to
the rescue, was forced to climb the fire
escape to get at him, and then Mr..
Walker fiercely brandished carving
knife in the pOliceman's face. Discre-
ton, however, he came to the conclu-
sion, was the better part of valOr, and
he surrendered. In the Harlem police
court Friday Mr.. Walkers ardOr had
cooled. He expressed regret for his
outrageous, conduct, promised to give
Mrs. Young new parrot, and, Mrs.
Young pleading for him. was released
by Justice White on his promising to be-
have well in the future.
Yesterday, however,, Mr.. Walker was
again prisoner. This time Mrs. Young
declared that he had come to her house
on Friday night and kicked her door and
abused her shamefully Mr.. Walker
assumed an air of injured innOcedce and
declared that he was amazed. He as
sured Justice White that there was
some mistake. Producing the keys of
Mrs. Young's house he insisted that he
had no need to kick at the door because
he could open it and let himself IN. 81
made an appointment with Mrs. Young
to meet me at her Cousins" he said,
land | had a man there with two par
rOts for her to select one from, but she
did not come, and took the man to her
house with the birds and left him down
stairs. while | went up stairs to invite
Mrs. Young TO come down and select a
parrot. She raised a row, and had me
arrested"
You must furnish bonds in $500 for
your future good behavior said the UNI
sympathetic justice, and Mr.. Walker
was incontinently locked up.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27
GRANNY'S COMFORTER.

''Where is your father now, my child?
: God only knows.
sTwas day like this and just as wild
- How the wind blows
He sailed away across the bay,
= So brave and true;
sAnd never a word has since been heard
r. OF ship or crew.
sand now my other boy, they say,
-i Has gone from me,
Dying thousand leagues away
~ Across the sea!
alas. of both my sons bereft!
~ Yet God knows best!
And, little one, you still are left,
So l am blestw
The child beside her granny stands
Slight fair to see
And strokes the dear old time-worn hands,
In sympathy;
And To- while yet they're sorrowing there,
And each heart burns,
A step Is heard upon the stair;
The lost returns!
George Weatherly, in the Culver.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27
THINGS IN CANNED GOODS.
Hash, Goldfish Balls, Clam Chow
der, Preserved Roses, Triple,
Chutney, Ginger and SnaiIs.

der, Preserved Roses, Triple,
Chutney, Ginger and Snails.
"Why, what is this, canned hash?"
That's what it is, and nothing else"
"What is it made OPP
1.-THE best kind of corned beef and
Early Rose potatoes. A can containing
two pounds, which costs retail only %
cents, will furnish good meal for eight
persons"
"Well, well; you will be canning fish
balls next"
I'VE do so now. 4 2O-cent can of cod
fish balls will supply enough for four
persons"
The above conversation took place
between a reporter for the New York
Mail and Express and the head of the
canned goods department of Thurber,
Whyland d Co., who continued:
at is scarcely known to the general
public what is now potted and canned.
Every kind of food product from all
parts of the world can thus be brought
to New York to feed its population.
Salmon and salmon steaks, cut from the
thickest part of the fish, come from the
st. Lawrence river; fruits of all kinds
reach here from the Pacific slope: pre-
served green figs and oranges are
brought from Louisiana; shrimps and
pawns from Biloxi, Miss; baked beans
and brown bread from Boston and other
parts OF New England; Holsters and
mackerel from Newfoundland and
Prince Edwards Island; preserved
roses from Smyrna, Turkey; chutney,
in neat little pots, from East Indies;
preserved ginger from China, and |
might continue the list for an hour"
Preserved roses; what are they used
for?'' r,
For cake and other similar uses"
'Are there any other peculiarities,
such as fishballs?''
Yes: we have2clam chowder, soups
of all kinds, deviled crabs, with shells
to put them in, crap meat, Goldfish, sau-
sage, tripe, piggs' feet, snails, curried
fowl, curried oysters, CLANS, tropical
fruits, tropical sheilfish, deviled meats,
and everything else, all ready to be
placed on the table. Meat of all kinds,
and cooked in every imaginable way,
are now dOEe up in cases, and person
need never fear starvation, even in
wilderness or on the ocean, if he has
only good supply of canned goods"
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-27
PURE CUSSEDNESS.
Why do the heather rage?

Why do the heather rage? -
Why do sum mer roses fade? - 3:
Why does a singer nearly always COM
plain of slight cold? .-.. e, ~
Why do some girls always say, yes
when they mean no and DO when they
mean yes? .s. .7.s-.. a..
Why do organ grinders and strOlling
bands always insist Oh playing in front
of house in which some one is very
Ii? :11-
Why daes hat. when it is blown off
on windy day, always land in the only
muddy place in the neighborhood?
Why do men swing their canes and
umbrellas behind them regardless of
other pedestrians in close proximity?
|: Why does the young lady promise the
young man the latter half of a waltz,
and, and. when the time comes. skip off
with another fellow? -
Why does your cup of coffee upset
when you are dining out, although you
haven't tipped over cup at your own
table In two years?
Why has the justly abused collar butt
tOnfrom time immemorial invariably
slipped from its owners fingers and hid
dem beneath the bureau?
Why does driver whip up his horses
nd call upon them to increase their
speed whenever he sees some pedeS-
trian trying to cross the street just in
front of them? 81